Ricky's P.O.V.
I ran to my room trying to run from him. He was going to do it again. I knew he was. I had my back against the door, since there was no lock, trying to hold it down as much as my strength could allow.
"Open the fucking door Ricky!" He shouted, he was drunk I knew he was.
I kept my feet pressed to the ground but I wasn't as strong as he was. He got the door open and my face hit the wall, causing me to stumble to the ground.
"You try to run away from me like that again boy and you'll have it a lot worse." He whispered, his breath smelled of whiskey and a lot of it.
He began smacking me and kicking me in the stomach. I tried to block his kicks and punches with my arms but it was useless. He kicked me hard in the arm and then the stomach, causing me
to lose my breath. I tried to gasp for air but it felt like I was failing.
I coughed as hard as I could and felt my breath coming back. As I finally got my breath back I heard something I wish I didn't. His belt unbuckling. He was going to do it again. The man that was supposed to be the father figure to me was the man who's beaten me, sexually abused me, and abused me verbally and physically.
"Please don't do this." I cried out.
"You shut your god damn mouth boy or I'll kill you and your sister just like I did to your whore of a mom and your dead beat fucking dad." He slurred but in a harsh tone. I knew this man was serious so I tried to silence my sobs. It was either me or my sister he'd be doing this to and I wasn't about to let him fucking touch her. He was the one who really killed my parents. My dad didn't kill my mom and then himself. It was my "uncle" who killed them.
She didn't know though. To her our uncle was just an alcoholic. She didn't know the horrid truth of who this fucking monster is. Her room was upstairs and mine was downstairs and his room was the basement, right below me. I can't even work to leave this shit house. I don't want to leave her alone with him and then something bad happen.
My thoughts were interrupted when I felt my pants being yanked down. It wasn't the first time this man was sexually abusing me but it still hurt every time. It still left a fucking emotional scar.
"If you scream you little faggot, I'll fucking kill you and your sister got it?" I nodded, burying my face in the covers, trying to silence the horrid sobs from coming out of my mouth.
~*~
"Ricky wake up."
"Ricky. Come on we start our new school today."
"Ricky please I don't want to go alone." Brooke whispered loudly, shaking me. I looked at the time it was 8:45 AM. Fuck I woke up late.
"Sorry I'll be ready in ten minutes." She nodded and walked out of my room and up to hers.
I stood up and tried not to scream in pain from the pain of my upper thighs. I grabbed my black skinny jeans and a black t-shirt. I washed my face to wake myself up and the usual morning necessity's. I did the rim of black around my eyes and put in my three lip piercings.
"Ricky are you almost ready?" Brooke said from behind the door. I put my socks on and then my all black vans and grabbed my backpack.
"I am now." She smiled and held her binder to her chest.
"Lets go then." I said, nonchalantly. She nodded and followed me out to the car I had luckily inherited from my dad.
"How are you so calm?" She said as she moved a strand of hair behind her ear.
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In Darkness You're All Around Me
FanfictionRicky was beaten, hurt, depressed all the time. What happens when he moves and meets Autumn? Will she fix him and save him from himself or will he block her out and not let her get close?
